Lemon Baked Chicken

I don’t like bland food.  And chicken is one of those meats that needs to be seasoned generously. At least this is my experience here in the U.S.  The chickens are lacking in flavors.  And this may explains why it is common to see chickens sold in the supermarkets having labels that say:  “injected with…

Healing Power of Being Born Feet First

I was eating the other night, painstaking removing the tiny bones off baked sardines.  I often do not eat fish, since I’ve come to America.  But I saw a package of frozen sardines at the commissary, and it reminded me of home.  Of me when I was little.  I thought, “Hmmm.  I could buy that…

Guilty Feet Have Got No Rhythm

“To the heart and mind ignorance is kind. There’s no comfort in the truth pain is all you’ll find.” (George Michael, from Careless Whisper)   “Dad can I go see the dance?” “No you cannot! Dancing is a sin…!” “But Dad… am just going to watch….” “Don’t let me tell you again…!” “Ugggghhhh.” I sighed…

Mrs. Terror – Teacher from Hell

Last night I was reading a book about an animal scientist – a woman who thinks in pictures.  She was born autistic and did not speak even at age two.  She credits her family, teachers and mentors for “surviving in the social jungle.” As I was reading the first few pages of her book, I…

You’re A Bastard!

Me and My Dad… I was 13 in this picture, a few days before i left home to live with my half-sister… “You’re A Bastard!” “No I’m not!” “Yes you are!” “Why would say that?” “Are your mom and dad married?” “Yeah.  They called themselves husband and wife.  So yeah, they’re married!  My mom was…